Secret Little Liars
by SuiLon434
Summary: The BAU takes a trip to Rosewood and while they're there they have to trick the girls into spilling their secrets in order to prove they're guilty. But they're not really guilty are they? So how will they be proven innocent if there are so many secrets?
1. Small Town Murderers

Chapter 1: Small Town Murderers?

"Another case already?" Morgan sighed as he sat in his seat on the BAU's personal jet. "Afraid so," JJ said, giving him an apologetic smile. She handed each member of the team a file with the details of the case. "Rosewood, Pennsylvania?" Reid said. "That's a small town isn't it?" Prentiss asked him. "A very small one," he said and started to spout out facts of the small town. "Reid," Hotch sternly stopped him, barely glancing up at him while analyzing the case file. "It says a fifteen year old girl named Alison DiLaurentis went missing a year ago and the main suspect in the crime was just found murdered. Noosed." "But it was made to look like a suicide. What's the connection between this Ian Thomas and Alison?" Rossi asked himself. "That's what we're about to find out," Hotch said and gathered his things to get off the jet.

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The team sat down with the chief of Rosewood police and an officer. "So exactly what are we here for?" Rossi asked the chief, Detective Wilden and Officer Garrett Reynolds. Detective Wilden folded his hands together and leaned in. "We have reason to suspect four girls are the culprits in the murder of Alison DiLaurentis." "Any specific reason?" asked Morgan. " The detective pulled out three photos and spread them out onto the table. These are Spencer Hastings, Emily Fields, Hanna Marin, and Aria Montgomery. They were best friends with Alison. Ever since her body was found the girls have been acting very suspicious. Their families can attest to that."

"So you want us to what? Arrest them? You know that's out of our jurisdiction," Morgan commented. Officer Garrett shook his head. "No, we want your help in proving that they're guilty. See if you can stay with them; pretend you'll get to know them. Then when you find something incriminating, tell us and we'll handle the arrest." "You want us to live with them?" Reid exclaimed incredulously. Officer Garrett nodded. "You're the FBI; they'll trust you more than us. They already know we're trying to convict them. Besides, we have a feeling there's a lot more to come."

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The girls sat at their regular lunch table picking at their food. "What the hell are we gonna do, guys? 'A''s killed Ian. What's the bitch gonna do next?" Hanna cursed, gripping her hair. "There's no telling what 'A' 's gonna do. There's no telling what's gonna happen to any of us." Spencer muttered bitterly. _Can I have your attention? Will Aria Montgomery, Hanna Marin, Emily Fields, and Spencer Hastings please report to the principal's office? Will Aria Montgomery, Hanna Marin, Emily Fields, and Spencer Hastings please report to the principal's office? Thank you._ The loud speaker cut off. A loud beep came from each of their persons. They pulled out their phones as a unit and read them.

_Looks like I'll have to be more careful now. But don't worry, I'm still going to make your life hell bitches. _

_-A_

"What's going on?" Aria whispered.

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"Girls," Officer Garrett greeted them. "This is the FBI. Each one of you is going to be staying with one of them until Alison's murderer is caught." Hanna scrunched her nose. "What do you mean we're going to be staying with them? I'm not leaving home." "No, sweetie," J.J. stepped in. One of our agents is going to be living with you until we catch the killer. You don't have to go anywhere." Hanna threw her a dirty look. "And what if I don't want them in my house?" she snapped. Emily bumped her arm. "Hanna, stop," she whispered.

"I'm sorry, but that's nonnegotiable," Hotch said and gave her a stern look, one of his famous 'Hotch glares'. "We're trying to keep you safe, so we're going to need you to work with us. Cooperatively." Hanna cut her kohl-lined eyes at him and rolled them. "So who are we paired up with?" Emily cleared her throat. "I'm living with Hanna Marin," Prentiss voiced. Hanna lifted her hand. "That'd be me."

"And I'm with Aria," said Morgan. Aria offered him a small wave and a half smile. "Emily is with Rossi and J.J.," Hotch said. "Hi," she whispered. "And Spencer is with Reid and I." Spencer gave them a slight nod. Hanna glanced at the clock above them. "Great, so now that we know who we're with, can we go now?" she rudely asked. J.J. nodded. "Of course." As they walked out Aria whispered fearfully, "What the hell have we gotten ourselves into?"


	2. Edgy With a Side of Awkward

Chapter 2: Edgy With a Side of Awkward

The parents of the girls had taken it upon their selves to invite the agents over to Spencer's house for dinner. They were all pretty OK with it, but annoyed to even begin to describe how angry Hanna was with the idea. "Mom," she hissed at her mother as they stood in the kitchen.

Her mother was busily wrapping a dish of tortellini and salad. "I don't want to go!" "They're going to be helping you out, Hanna. The least we can do is repay them," her mother calmly said to her.

"Repay them for what? Disturbing the peace? Mom, we're innocent and we can -." Her tantrum was interrupted by the loud clang of the fork in her mom's hand being slammed onto the counter.

"That's enough, Hanna! Do you want to go to jail? Do you want to go to jail for a crime you didn't commit? I know you're innocent, but you cannot prove that on your own and if proving you're innocent means that the FBI has to come into our house and live with us, then for God sakes, we will let them!"

Hanna pursed her lips and stared at her mother in shock. Very rarely did she ever raise her voice at her. "Fine, but don't expect me to trust them," Hanna snapped and stormed off to meet her friends at Spencer's home.

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"Have those guys questioned you any since they got here?" Aria asked Spencer, folding her leg under her and settling back onto Spencer's bed. Spencer shook her head. "I haven't even seen them, but apparently once this dinner's over they'll be going home with you and those other two will be staying here with me."

"God, why are they even here? It can't possibly be for our protection. No one knows what we did," Hanna exclaimed. "Ssh," Emily quieted her down. "'A' does and if we're not careful, so will they and everyone else."

"They already think we're guilty for something we didn't do. We don't need them to find out about something we _did _do and then get locked up for it," Aria whispered. "Well as long as we keep our mouths closed we'll have nothing to worry about," Spencer said and snapped her head up at the sound of her mother calling them down to dinner. The agents were here.

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"So, Hanna, I hear you love to shop," J.J. started conversation as she cut into her grilled chicken. "Yeah," Hanna replied disinterestedly and popped a grape tomato in he mouth. An awkward silence fell over the table. The girls looked around at each other. "Hanna goes shopping all the time," Hanna's mom said. "She can never get enough clothes." Hanna rolled her eyes, throwing Spencer a dirty look when she kicked her under the table.

"You're on the swim team at your school aren't you, Emily?" Prentiss asked her and smiled. Emily's head snapped up at the mention of her name. "Um, yeah." "She's the star of the team," her mom proudly stated. Emily gave another shy smile and the let the awkward silence continue. "Agent Reid, how long have you been with the FBI? You look so young," Spencer's mom said.

"Dr. Reid and I've been with them for…a little over five years," he cautiously responded, noticing Hotch's brief stern glare. "Ah, a doctor?" she continued to prod. A look of wonder twinkled in her eyes. "Not a medical one. I have several degrees in mathematics, sociology-." "Reid," Morgan interrupted him. "I…um…have a lot of degrees," he said pathetically.

Spencer's mother nodded understandingly. "Such a bright boy. You could probably teach Spencer here a thing or two. She's top of her class, but she needs to work a little harder." None of the profilers missed how Spencer slightly tightened her grip on her fork. "Spencer," Aria whispered soothingly rubbed her leg under the table. Her grip on the fork loosened.

"I'd be happy to take a few tips," Spencer flashed a fake smile. "Wonderful," her mother cheered and smiled delightfully at her daughter. The tension in the room between the families only rose throughout the rest of the dinner. All of the girls were pretty grateful when they could all go to their separate homes and relax.

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"You guys can stay in here," Spencer handed Rossi and Reid their pillows and blankets for the barn. "Thanks," Rossi said and gently took them from her, then handed a pair to Reid. "No problem," she softly said and turned to leave. "Have a good night."


	3. Complications

Chapter 3: Complications

Reid and Hotch woke up the next morning to the brilliant smell of fresh coffee. The followed the arousing aroma down the kitchen to find Spencer's dad sitting at the table reading the paper and drinking a steaming cup of coffee while her mom scrambled eggs on the stove. "Good morning, agents," Mrs. Hastings greeted the two men.

Reid smiled in recognition and nodded his head. Hotch said the same and thankfully accepted the black cup of coffee she handed him. "Thank you. Where's Spencer?" Hotch asked and sipped his drink, warily eyeing Reid who was now dousing the steam from his coffee with shiploads of sugar.

"Oh, she's outside practicing her field hockey. She never stops trying. She's going to be the best." She looked outside, Reid and Hotch's eyes trailing after.

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Emily sat on her bed twirling a strand of her dark hair. "Of course, you know I want to see you, but you know my mom doesn't feel comfortable about us." She turned her head to look out the window wistfully. "Maya, I can't take that chance. She already keeps constant surveillance over me as it is, and now we've got the FBI watching our every move," she responded to her girlfriend's request of sneaking out in the middle of the night.

"I'm not even supposed to be talking to you right now. She doesn't want me to have any type of contact with you." She sighed. She didn't know how their relationship was going to work if they couldn't even speak to each other. A respective knock came at her door. "Who is it?" she called. "It's me. Breakfast is ready," her mom replied through the two-inch thick door.

"Ok, I'm coming," she called back and turned back to her conversation with her lover. "I'm sorry, Maya, but I have to go. My mom's calling me to breakfast. I'll talk to you later?" she asked hopefully. She laughed at Maya's flirty response. "Ok, bye." She cheerfully hung up the phone and opened the door to find her mother standing there with a disgruntled look. "I thought I told you to stay away from her."

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Aria hopped down the steps two at a time until she reached the first floor of the house. She jumped off and over the last two steps and landed with a light thud. "Good morning," she chirped and springfully walked into the kitchen, stealing a bite of her brother's bacon.

"Hey!" he scowled. She smirked at him and ruffled his hair. "Morning, Agent Morgan," she respectfully greeted the buff man at the table. "Morning, Aria. You can call me Derek, you know that right?" She shrugged. "Okay." "So, Aria, what are you going to do today?" She scrunched her face up in thought. "Not much. I'll probably work on a paper due for Mr. Fitz then lounge around town."

Her dad nodded. "Well, whatever you do, remember Agent Morgan has to go with you." Of course that dimmed her bright mood, but she didn't let it show. _Great. Now how am I going to go see Ezra?_

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Hana discreetly glared at the two agents sitting at her kitchen table through her thickly coated lashes. _I still don't get why they have to be here. It's not like we can't handle this ourselves._ She pulls out her phone and scrolls through her text messages. Most of them are from Caleb. She can't get enough of him.

_I wish he were here. It's not fair that he doesn't have a place to sleep. _She grumpily planted her chin in her hand and half listened to what her mom and Prentiss were talking about. _I wish there was something I could do._

_**Alright guys, I'm sorry for being a few days late on this. I was er….kind of trying to watch the whole season of Death Note since I've never actually watched it all the way through. Then I was going to watch the Rewrites, but I found out they were just pretty much recaps and I only watched them about half way through. **_

_**Anyway, please let me know about anything that may be chronologically out of order. I've been doing research and I'm going to try and get the timeline as close to the show as possible. Also, yeah, I know Hanna's mom actually let Caleb stay once she came back, but skip that part and I'm going to make it so that her mom doesn't call Caleb until like a day after she gets back. **_

_**Yes, Hanna did still lose her virginity. Sorry if I gave anything away for the next chapter. I'm going to stop talking now. Have a good night. Thanks for reading my story. And goodbye, talk to you soon. Ti amo.**_


	4. TALKS

Chapter 4: "TALKS"

After Aria had 'finished her paper for Mr. Fitz', she sent a text to Ezra telling him she couldn't come because of the police. She then invited all of the girls out to discuss what they would do about their shadows. The invitation was, of course without being said or choice, extended to the agents.

They sat at a small black table outside of the COFFEA espresso shop. The agents sat a table apart from them at another, taking very close detail of the people that walked by. "Has anyone gotten anything on who might be after the girls?" J.J. asked.

Rossi shook his head. "No, but I did overhear Emily and her mother arguing in her room about her dating someone." "A guy her mom doesn't like?" Morgan inquired. Rossi leaned back in his seat and shook his head once more. "A girl by the name of Maya."

"So, Maya has something to do with this, but more than likely she's not a suspect. Her mom probably doesn't like the fact that her daughter's gay," Prentiss said. "And her mom seems like she only wants the best for Emily, so she probably wouldn't do anything," J.J. added.

"Aria seemed down today when her dad told her I'd have to go with her when she went out today," Morgan notified them. "She tried to hide it, but it didn't really work." "Was she meeting someone?" Reid asked. "Or bummed that you'd be following her around," Hotch finished.

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"I'm so sick of these guys, it's ridiculous. I can't even sneak Caleb back in the house!" Hanna whisper-yelled. "Where is he?" Aria asked. Hanna shrugged. "I don't even know. He won't tell me where he is and I can never find him around school." "He's hiding from you," Spencer concluded and took a sip of her macchiato with an extra shot of caramel-hold the foam-low-fat milk-with just a tiny eensy weensy bit of extra vanilla sugar.

"More like hiding from my mom," Hanna muttered and rolled her eyes. "She's completely scared the guy. She even threatened to call the police on him, especially after I left with him to go out to the woods." "Woah," Emily breathed. "She's serious. Did you explain to her his situation?

Hanna shook her head furiously and threw her hands up. "How could I? It's not for me to tell." "But it could be just the thing to get him out of a bind," Aria noted. Hanna sucked her lip into her mouth and chewed on it. "Maybe." She turned her focus to Emily and gave her a slight chin jerk.

"What's up with you and Maya?" Emily sighed and plunked her chin in her hand. "My mom found out I was still seeing her." "Was?" Spencer caught the subtle use of language. Emily nodded. "Was. She threatened to tell Maya's parents about her smoking weed. We had to break it off, at least until I figure out something to do." Aria's eyebrows jumped into her hair. "Seriously? Isn't that like…blackmail? She could get in serious trouble for that." "Yeah, and so could Maya. I'm starting to think my mom will still go through with it though. If she does they'll send her off and I don't know what I'll do then."

She was fighting back tears. Spencer handed her a tissue from her bag. "Thanks," she whispered and dabbed her eyes. "I just hope everything turns out alright." The other girls nodded. Aria covered Emily's hand with her own. "It will," she assured her. She gave her a small smile and looked at Spencer. "I heard Melissa's back in town.

Spencer scrunched her face in a grimace. "Ugh, unfortunately. She's still on my tail about involving myself more." Hanna scoffed. "How much more can you possibly do? You're on practically every committee and club here. You even have straight A's!" Spencer shook her head hopelessly.

"Apparently that's not enough for her. Or my parents," she said pathetically. She sighed and took another sip of her drink. "But enough about me. What's up with you and Ezra?" Aria smiled giddily. "Everything's going great! I was going to go see him today, but Derek has to go everywhere I go."

Hanna perched an eyebrow. "Derek? Gee, getting a bit cozy with those posers aren't you, Aria?" "Hanna," Spencer chided the annoyed girl. Hanna rolled her eyes and turned her head the other way. "Uh, no. He told us to call him that. What is your problem?"

Hanna whipped around and snapped. "My _problem _is that everyone's okay and hunkey-dorey with the idea of six FBI agents following us around at all times of the day like we're suspects that need extreme babysitting!" "Hey, none of us are okay with the situation, but we've all got to deal with it. That's the only way we're ever going to get them off our backs. We've got to stop acting so suspicious and you've got to stop acting like you hate them with your guts!" Emily defended Aria.

"I do hate them with my guts!" "Well at least pretend like it!" Spencer snapped. While the girls kept bickering, the agents were all taking note of the increasing tension within the group. "Guys," Aria whispered. They didn't hear her. "Guys," she said louder.

"What?" Hanna barked. Aria showed them her phone. "I don't think everything's so okay now," she whispered fearfully.

_We need to talk._

_ -Ezra_


	5. I Cry Tears

Chapter 5: I Cry Tears

Aria quickly hit the call button and stood up to walk away to another table, the girls plus the observing agents, eyes following her. "Hello? Ezra, what's wrong?" she said the second she heard the phone pick up. "We…kind of need to do this in person." Aria looked around. "I can't really do that. I told you the FBI is following us around everywhere." A pregnant paused filled the silence as her former teacher quieted.

"Ezra?" Aria wrinkled her brow. Ezra cleared his throat. "That's what I need to talk to you about. I don't think this is going to exactly work out with them following you around." Aria's jaw dropped in shock. "Are you…are you breaking up with me?" She was breathless. _ How could this be happening?,_ she thought. _We just got together_.

"I'm, uh, sorry, but I just think it'd be a lot safer for the both if us if we just stopped while we're ahead." Aria turned her head so the wandering eyes wouldn't catch her blinking back tears. "Ezra, we can work something out. We can—." "I'm sorry, Aria," Ezra interrupted her. "I have to go. I'm sorry." He clicked up and the dial tone droned in her ear. She discreetly took her finger and wiped away a sprinting tear. _Great, what am I gonna do now?_

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"So, um, is Aria doing OK, Emily?" J.J. asked the semi-shy brunette as they rode with her back home. "Oh, yeah. Just some family drama," she nervously lied. There was no way she was going to give away Aria's greatest secret. "You sure?" Rossi kept prodding. "She seemed pretty upset." Emily nodded her surely. "I'm sure. She'll be fine."

Rossi and J.J. exchanged looks through the side mirror of the car, J.J. being in front, Rossi in the back. It was clear they didn't believe it for a second.

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Aria's mom gently knocked on Aria's door. "Can I come in?" she softly asked. Aria glanced up from her spot on the bed and with tear soaked eyes, shrugged helplessly. She was curled up next to a teddy bear Ezra had gotten her for no reason at all but to surprise her. She hugged tight to her body and sniffed, sucking in snot. The sound of the slimy substance going back up her nose made the both of them grimace.

"Sweetie, is there something you'd like to talk about?" Aria shook her head. Ella sat on the bed and smoothed it out, then folded her hands in her lap patiently. "Are you sure? I hate to see you like this. I just want to help." "Just go," Aria pleased, her voice broken. "I don't need your help."

"Aria," her mother continued to coax her. "I—." Aria snapped up, snatched the pillow behind her, and threw it at her mother. "I said get out!" she yelled. "Get out! Get out! Get out!" Ella pursed her lips and stood, sighed. She walked out, and then stopped at the doorway. "I'll be here if you want to talk." Receiving no reply, she sighed again and left, leaving Aria still clutching her teddy bear, her eyes closed, cheeks soaked with tears, softly mumbling a lullaby before her body wracked with sobs.

**Sorry for the wait. Got a little sidetracked and lazy. I hope you guys like this chappie and thank you so much for reading it and favoriting and adding it to your alert lists. It really lets me know you care and I just appreciate it so much. Let me know if you have any suggestions for the story and I will try to work them in somewhere. I aim to please and I certainly hope I'm pleasing you right now haha. Once again, thanks, and just let me know if you have anything you want to add. Tell others! Ti amo. 3**


	6. Hot and Cold

Chapter 6: Hot and Cold

The team grouped around a round table at the police station with Garrett and Detective Wilden to discuss the progress of the case while the girls hang out together down the street at a little boutique. The room was mediocre and crowded, in no way suited for a top-notch team like the BAU, but they made it work just like they always did.

"What have you gotten so far?" Detective Wilden asked them, leaning back in his seat with his hands folded in a no-nonsense fashion. His eyes were ice blue and if given the chance could stop the Devil in his tracks. "Not much, except their parents have extremely high hopes for them," Reid started the analysis, sipping a cup of coffee drowned in sugar.

Garrett leaned back into his initial spot on the wall, his hands tucked into his pockets. He nodded. "That's nothing unusual. Spencer's sister, Melissa was great at everything and now her parents want her to be just as accomplished. They've always had a sort of bitter relationship towards each other, or at least that's what it kind of feels like." He shrugged nonchalantly.

"And what about Emily and her mom?" Rossi asked. "Seems like there's some tension there too." "That, I know nothing about. Her dad's stationed in Texas, so it's just the two of them." "They could be having problems since her dads not home. They always say women can't live together," J.J. said.

"That could be it, but you should still keep a close watch," Hotch told them, his brow scrunched in its usual glower. J.J. and Rossi nodded in agreement. Morgan turned to the two law officials. "Have Aria's parents had any problems lately? I know this is somewhat of a close knit community, so that why I ask if you know anything." Detective Wilden shrugged. "None other than that her parents spent some time separated. As to why, that's a pretty private thing for them to share."

"I wonder if the other girls know if her family's situation," Reid commented, stroking his invisible chin hair with a furrowed brow and narrowed eyes, the wheels in his head practically visible. "I've also noticed the tension increasing between Spencer and her mom. She seems like she's sneaking around a little," Hotch said. Garrett furrowed his brow. "Pay extra attention to her. I don't know what's going on, but it can't be good."

Hotch nodded and looked to Prentiss. "Any news on Hanna?" She took a deep breath leaned her elbows on the table. "She definitely seems like she's hiding something, but I can't help but notice how much she hates me." "She's probably upset at her lack of privacy," Morgan offered his opinion. The dark haired beauty shrugged. "Maybe, but that's nothing new. What I'm afraid of is if it could cause any problems for us? I wonder if what she's hiding could really be that big."

"Only way to find out is to keep patient and keep watch," Rossi said and glanced at the clock. "I think we should go now. The girls have been left alone now for at least half an hour. Any longer and they may just walk off." Detective Wilden nodded stiffly and stood. "We'll meet two weeks from now. That good?" He looked to Hotch for his answer. "Of course. We'll see you then." And the room cleared out, leaving behind posted school pictures of the smiling girls and a folder for each of them in a small holder. They more or less hoped that it would bulk up soon, but as for its contents, they of course, hoped for the best.

**So it looks like the team is noticing a few things, buuut will it be enough for them to actually piece together the story? Sorry it took so long to update and feel free to bag on me in anyway that you want. Please keep reading and if I haven't told you before, feel free to give me ANY suggestions that you have. I love to please my fans. I must say this chapter was going to be much longer and include input from the girls, but I'm kind of tired now and I'm trying to keep to a sleep schedule to try and keep some of my weight down (probably going to be an epic fail, but eh, sue me), so yeah, sorry if anyone might have been hoping for that or was expecting something like that from the context clues of the title (no idea if anyone even uses those anymore lol). Also, if there is anything out of place in the chronological order of things, please let me know and I will try to either go back and redo that chapter or get things back on the right track. ^.^ Ti amo once again, dolci amici.**


	7. Peeping Toms

**Chapter 7: Peeping Toms**

"What about this?" Hanna asked, holding up a pink crop top that said _Eternal Love_ in silver and gold glitter. "It's cute," Spencer murmured and continued to flip through shirts on the rack. Hanna scoffed and slammed the hanger back on the rack.

"You're not even looking!" Spencer discreetly rolled her eyes. "I'm a little preoccupied here." Aria walked over from her station at the skirt section and Emily from the small shoe selection.

"Doing what?" Hanna asked, peeking over Spencer's shoulder as she peeked through the racks and onto the street. "Watching the enemy," Aria responded.

"What?" Hanna was immensely confused. Emily sighed. "She's watching the agents." The blonde extended her head further over Spencer's shoulder and saw their targets walking across the street to reach the boutique they had left the girls at.

"Are they just now getting out?" Emily asked. Spencer nodded. "What do you think they talked about?" Aria eyed them. They had all stopped outside the store to say their final words.

"Probably how to bust us. You guys haven't done anything to make them suspicious have you?" Emily questioned the girls. Hanna snorted. "What, besides breathe?" Aria rolled her eyes.

"I'm serious. What if they're on to us? What if they're starting to put together the pieces?" Spencer turned to Emily. "And exactly how would they do that? We've done nothing but behave and act like good little girls."

"More like good little liars. Quick guys! They're coming in!" Aria rushed them back to their spots.

The group of agents walked in and found their way over to the girls. "Having fun, ladies?" Morgan asked them, a lopsided smile on his face, his hands shoved into his pockets.

The girls rang out in a simultaneous chorus of 'yeahs' and 'sures' and 'uh-huhs'. "How was your meeting?" Spencer asked. Prentiss nodded. "Good. We're working closely to prove your innocence."

The tall, curious brunette nodded with pursed lips. "Right." A pregnant silence followed after until Rossi broke it. "So! If you're done, how about we all go grab a bite?"

Everyone immediately jumped at the idea. As the agents walked away leading the way, the girls all gave each other a final look.

_Watch your back._


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